The weekly sentinel. [volume] (Winston-Salem, N.C.) 1886-1887, 1887-01-06
standing uncle Eds remonstrances,


situation as teacher Of English,
French and Music, either in school,
or in first class family" Address
Miss Lillian R., Rembert Station, n. C.
The replies soon came. The first
was iron, lady who wished to know
if would be willing to do house
work and plain sewing" The second
from one who desired to be in formed
as to "Miss Rs qualifications for anus
ing small children A third would
require assistance in housekeeping.
And fourth offered position in a
g family school, at 'alary OF tice dol
lars per month.
OF course aunt Fanny and uncle
Ed. secuted these offers, though [ be-
gan to be afraid that | was TOO fastid-
ious. But after some days another
letter came, which seemed more worthy
Of consideration. 1t ran thus
IF Miss Lillian r. is willing to
teach one pupil, and assist in the care
of an invalid, she will find comfort
able home, and salary OF five hun
bred dollars year
Address Mrs G.. d. BARROW.
Brookville, Ala"
This last [ determined to accept,
though aunt Fanny and uncle Ed. in
sisted on first ascertalning what was
required in the $ care of an invalid"
But the time Of their own departure
was approaching and | mast settle up
on something, so | wrote my accept
ance, and prepared for my long jour
ney with busy hands, but with weary
heavy heart. | was greatly comfort
ed when | found that we could all
start at once, and travel together as
far as Weldon, which in due time we
did, and teartully parted They tax
ing the Bay route north, and I tax
ing my seat on the Wilmington train
for the south.
CHAPTER III.
1t was a long and wearisome Jour
ney, though my greatest trouble was
in feeling lonely and strange. On the
fourth day of my journeying, 1 arriv-
ed at a small station which | was told
was called "Brookvil!e,' and that it
was the place where I was to leave
the train, and ride three miles to Bar
rowville, the place of my destination
L was utterl y worn out with fatigue
| and loss of sleep, and felt as if anoth-
er night of travel would be more than
l could bear
The little station house looked
lonely and dismal, and I saw no sign
of any kind Of carriage or conveyance
though had written when I would
start, and stated as nearly as I could
the probable time of my arrival at the
last station. There was one gentle
man who got off from the smoking car
and [ heard him ask the station mas
ter "if his horse and servant had
come" to which the man replied OBJ
sequiously, No sir, they amt here
sir, shall I take your valise sir? But
the gentleman only shook his head,
and seemed scarcely to hear him.
l stood on the wretched little plat
form, and looked YEARLY up and down
the road, and wished that I could have
gone on the steaming train forever,
rather than be left alone at this dis
NAL, out-of-the way place, with moth
ing in sight but the great, tall gloomy
pine trees, with wells of gray moss
dropping from their boughs, like the
heavy drapery OF grief and mourning
It was now seven o'clock by my lit
tie Geneva watch, and the sun was
sinking in the west, though the sum-
mer days were long. But the twilights
are short in the South, and I began to
be terribly afraid OF the possibility OF
my spending the night in those gloomy
woods, for to remain at the station
with that dreadful man staring at me
F was an alternative that | could not
even think of.
At this fearful juncture the gentle
mans horse came galloping up, with
a shiny-faced young negro man
mounted upon another. The negro
took off his cap, and displayed dou
BILE row of ivory at sight of his mas
ter, who in pleasant voice and with
kindly nod said. "Well Pete, you
are slow, but | shall enjoy moon
light ride" and mounting the -beauti
full animal which wa. led by the negr
he was about to start off, when in M
desperation | exclaimed, Oh. wha
on earth shall do?'
The worus had scarcely passed m,
lips when he quickly dismounted an,
coming straight up to me as 1 stoo
l with the tears now raining from N
l eyes, he took off his hat, and wit
e voice and manners full of quiet coul
| tesy and good breeding, said,
} Pardon me Madam for my care
/, lessness, but though 1 saw you leav
: the train, 1 supposed you had friend
[ with you. Will you tell me how I ca
a serve you? for l see now that you ar
: | alone and there ia no nrovisiOn her